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For My Sisters Of The Yucatan

The moment you landed here, if you didn't give consideration beforehand, you became one of the Talented Tenth.  It is difficult to write about race without sounding as though what you really want is a bonfire burning bright, heaped high with all that you would really rather forget. Race is a difficult subject to navigate and always someone will take offense. It's inevitable but the risk is a necessary by-product of the potential clarity that can come from such discussions. I am not interested in pointing fingers but what I am endlessly fascinated with is what is at play when situation arise that are out of the ordinary to my life and others.  People of colour who call racists out on their behaviour are almost always then labeled as angry. There is a pathology in that and it is not in the person of colour. It is extremely difficult for one to see themselves as others do. Part of the phenomena of Whiteness is its invisibility, to others and to itself. Whiteness is a pri...

The Last Four Days: Religion, Anti-Semitism, Video And My Eventual Death

The last four days have been truly exciting for me. I came across a blog, How To Be Black, through another blog -both linked below- titled: Racism 101. The first blog is a bit tongue in cheek and the second is serious business. The second blog is an advice column of sorts, readers pose questions about all things race related, and the blogger replies. Having read about 100 questions and the replies I would describe the blogger as precise, snarky, and well informed. I was impressed. How To Be Black, in part, asks for its readers to answer a few questions (irregardless of race), and it stresses that the format of video would be best received. After having watched a few videos, I became struck by how the format of video, unlike written text, can have a far different effect upon the reader/watcher. As a viewer we can take in things like body-language, and facial expression, that the written text, by default, leaves out. Over time, when I have tried to express myself about my personal experi...